Saturday, May 30, 2015

With all the bad shit, getting worse all the time, when the Red Sox do the work of the gods to redeem humanity with a heartfelt and demoralizing loss on national tee vee, well, we can have a tiny bit of hope, maybe.

Probably just as well. But Barger was one of those at-the-right-time deals where he was thinking and working with totally new stuff so his influence was extravagantly magnified. Now, it's a where-ever-you-go-there-you-are interwebs world.

Sepp Blatter for President! He'd fit right in with the rest of the Republican assholes, the criminals, grifters, molesters, thugs, morons. Blatter is really probably the Republican dream candidate, with the corruption of Christie and Walker, the creepy entitlement of Huckabee and Bush, and the batshit inanity of Paul, Cruz, Rubio, Santorum. Let's get that amendment passed so Sepp Blatter can be the Republican candidate in 2016!

Ted Cruz, welfare queen. Ted Cruz is one of those effeminate big-government liberals who would rather take the welfare money from hard-working white christian Americans than working hard and pulling themselves up by their bootstraps like a rugged-individualist heterosexual man. Cruz wants Texas to depend on the FEDERAL GOVERNMENT for help! He's some sort of sissy. Texas must be filled with minorities and illegal immigrants instead of self-sufficient white citizens. Shame!

Who's one useless old white guy who will never be president? This guy. How badly does Pataki suck greasy moose cock? This much. Betsy McCaughey is really fucking shitty, even when compared to the lowest rungs of the loathsome teabagger hierarchy. Congrats, Pataki, you are one of the biggest assholes in the history of American electoral politics.

Sure, it's a shitload of fun to see one of the most corrupt institutions in human history get fucked with, but can't our new Attorney General do a bit better than that with a few more useful big-time indictments? As far as I know, Dick Cheney, Paul Wolfowitz, Condi Rice, and George W. "Retard Boy" Bush are still walking around loose. We got a bunch of folks on Wall Street who have done really bad things. Wal-Mart and McDonald's and tons of other organizations steal wages weekly. Where are those indictments? Joe Arpaio should be in jail. Killer cops. We have a backlog of fun, funny indictments we could watch that would benefit America.

FIFA is a joke, and seeing Sepp Blatter perp-walked would be a joy, but there are real criminals out there committing heinous crimes beyond FIFA.

When your wife seeks the succor of a virile, extremely skilled man of the law because her husband is Bill O'Reilly and is a creepy, impotent pervert who wants underlings to jam falafels deep into his bunghole, that's what America calls fucking hilarious and understandable! That appalls O'Reilly!

Those Texas fuckwads are rugged individualists, and they will pull themselves out of that filthy, shit-stinking flood water by their own gods-damned bootstraps, right? I mean, they would never accept federal help in TEXAS, would they?

This story from Queens is not the worst or most damaging story of the day, but jesus, we have created a society that is just rotten. Whether those kids had parents who couldn't read the note or couldn't afford the ten bucks, the principal from that school is just a repellant, useless person, and she has sisters and brothers everywhere now. We suck at this game.

He's the dippiest dipshit whoever dipped for shit, and Santorum. But remember, this fucking reject Santorum was a Senator from a pretty sizable state, who had a hand in running the government of the United Fucking States of America, and he's a certified mental defective. It's not just the blahs and former Democratic Senator, and well-known rock-ribbed conservative douchebag, Bob Kerrey who understand Santorum is nasty, brainless piece of human filth. He was also one of the dumbest men in the Senate, but that is just a fucking bonus.

FUCK! First someone blabbed about Jade Helm 15, and now the stupid fucking teabaggers are figuring the truth about our formerly-secret Chemtrails. Listen, assholes, these teabaggers are way too fucking dense to figure this shit out on their own, so one of you fuckers musta told them about our super-secret teabagger mind-control project. Or whatever it is we are doing to these sorry bastards with our chemtrails. Somebody told 'em, and if we find you, we're gonna do something bad to you. Something inexplicably horrible. Something really fucking insane. And bad. Bad, bad, bad. Something. The teabaggers know that's no idle threat.

Jesus. Fucking assholes. The one thing white dudes can't fucking comprehend is how hopelessly useless white dudes are. You'd be hard pressed to find an upper-middle class twit who was not some repulsive white dude, much the same way you'd never find a frothing Koch-sucker who was not a rancid upper-class motherfucking white dude. It's stupid to try and talk to them about it; they are all too fucking ignorant and are dumb as posts. Now, I think Padraig is kind of a doosh, but when it is Padraig versus the least crucial dipshits on the interwebs, well, no contest.

Nicely done. So far, the best ongoing fisking of the Duggars has been Heather Digby Parton, but I'm not sure the gossip airheads follow her work, so broadening the fisking is truly the gods' work. Those Duggars are loathsome.

This has been a public service announcement. But it should never come a surprise. The police are thugs and bullies and scumbags; they are heavily armed and dangerously violent. Yes, yes, an individual cop might be that "good person" out there, but the job is more about intimidation and control than serve and protect. The DO serve and protect, but not you. The people those police serve and protect are not your people; Officer Friendly is dangerous and not to be trusted under any circumstances.

Saturday, May 23, 2015

62.1% for the Ta side! That's a feckin' landslide, and in Ireland, where the priests used to rule. Ireland--IRELAND!!--leads the way. That's not nothing, and good on those Mick fuckers for making the right call. Raise a glass, boyo, and welcome to the wonderful world of marriage equality and to the equally wonderful world of gay divorce!

I guess you're saying, "I'm a gigantic asshole AND I'm a catholic!" But jesus, why would you be so proud of being so gods-damned primitive? What the fuck is a rosary, anyway, besides some cheap plastic beads on a nylon string in the hands of a sad and frightened animal? How in the name of fuck is that crap going to help America? What is going to help, exactly? What the fuck is wrong with people?

Thursday, May 21, 2015

No pictures of Birkitt in the Foo Fighters' montage; no nothing. Almost like she'd never been there. Isn't that odd. Most everything was on display, but not that. I'd imagine Letterman's wife probably drew that line.

Blogs and whatnot are fine, just fine, but O'Reilly lost custody of his kids because he did something to his wife, and the evidence points to O'Reilly being guilty of the most disgusting domestic violence. After the scandal of his lying and deception in reporting for decades, this new O'Reilly news should be everywhere. When will the establishment media run with this? Come on, you worthless fuckers.

The U Chicago of Michigan? The Wesleyan of the Midwest? The Berkeley of public universities? When you could excuse so much of the nonsense? When you felt good about being associated with the university? Well, those days are gone. Have been for a while, but Jim Harbaugh is the final insult. The Reaganites and teabaggers and worthless conservative Koch-suckers have destroyed public education; Harbaugh's merely an unsightly carbuncle on the cancer-ridden rectum of the American academy.

Monday, May 18, 2015

This is exactly the sort of story that makes you gratified you were born on this Earth. Bill O'Reilly is so many nasty things, including a sexually-harassing pervert who wants nothing more than someone to shove falafels up his keister, but knowing that he was soundly bludgeoned by the judicial system and lost custody of his children makes everything so much more hilarious. O'Reilly is a thin-skinned bully, a proven liar, a self-deluded pervert, a complete fucking moron, and the sort of man whose wife leaves him for a virile police officer, and, now, he is not even a father because the court ruled he was a violent coward and domestic abuser, too. Life is fucking grand!

Well, I guess it is, technically. But it's a fucking joke; the Impero was light, cheap, paintable, and easily replaced (if not custom painted for your Masi or DeRosa or Della Santa or Chris Kvale), not a valuable piece of lifestyle status symbol bullshit. Fuckers.

What the fuck? This rough tough biker bar was a fucking chain restaurant? A Twin Peaks? Jesus. What's next, some pussy bikers shoot up a Chile's? The 99 will be the new hangout for the Diablos? Hell's Angels at Applebees? America is fucking toast. What kind of self respecting cracker thugs would ever be seen at a fucking shitty chain place? Gods damn, the bikers and their fluffers should be hanging out at the Round Up or some shit. Even our white criminal element is completely incompetent. Fucking idiots.

We should send in America's Black Flag. Round up every band member from Black Flag's entire history, and then send those dad-punk fuckers over to wail on those ISIS pricks. That would be entertaining. And would probably make a pretty cool live album.

Saturday, May 16, 2015

So there! Those rock-ribbed, permanently-virgin, closet-case MRAs don't like the womens and their scary womens parts one little bit. They want a movie with no vag whatsoever. Zero percent. Pure, unadulterated action penis. THAT'S what those fatuous jerkoffs want. No fish! Mad Max don't need no stinkin' girls in his apocalypse!

Running into an extremely jumpy Olivia Park was not the worst thing Hannah was worried about. Maybe it should have been. Dillon wandered off, the Cornelius Kevin party collapsed for a while, restless gestating twins, and a calm dark night, but it was running into Rebecca that worried Hannah. It shouldn't, but it did. Dealing with her mother would only ruin her mood, she knew, so encountering an unsettled Dr. Park was a sort of relief. She seemed happy for the company, and really, the whole thing was so much less awkward than it should have been. I guess it's all so far away now, she mused. Olivia is here. She's alive. So am I. We have more than a bit in common besides my father. Besides Dillon. Jesus. It was all so fucked up, but it feels normal here. Why is that? She didn't know, so when Olivia went back to try and sleep while it was night, Hannah went to look out over the bluff for a while before she felt tired. Eva Laria. Eva Laria. Tomorrow, probably. Another lucky winner. Was that why Dillon was off somewhere? Probably not. Dillon was remarkably disinterested in the whole thing considering this was all his doing. Eva Laria, Hannah remembered her. Remembered who she was anyway. How disoriented was she going to be? Would she be happy to be here? Would she fit in with this early, disorganized collection? Maybe Kevin would fuck her straight away and that would be that. Or did she have a family? Would she be waiting for the rest of them to get through? Hannah couldn't recall. Or maybe she had never known? Whatever. Hannah wasn't the fucking welcome wagon. What Hannah needed was more pregnant women around. Some commiseration. Fuck, Kathleen Berotti was probably already pregnant. Who else? Anyone would be fine. Except her mother.

Freighter cruises. Abner Kinsella wasting months, years, on freighter cruises. Dillon was livid he hadn't come up with that shit earlier. He was giddy. This was genius. Kinsella would be, was, should be, what, 22 now? Something. He'd set him up as a college freshman, so 22 would work. How long? 10 years? Why not? In ten fucking years he could bail on whatever horrible thing he was doing, send Dillon off on vaguely undetermined next new somethings, say goodbye, and pop up as horrible douchebag Abner Kinsella, travel writer or whatever bullshit made a modicum of sense. Or not. What would it matter? He probably wouldn't be ready to kill off Dillon. He still needed a way to live with Dillon for a long fucking time. That was going to be a problem. Kinsella was a necessity, and he had been more than perfect distraction. Special Agent Tomko was probably still trying to figure that shit out. But that stupid bastard would swear he met the guy, swear he was sure the guy was involved with something that he couldn't quite articulate. Kinsella wasn't permanent solution. Dillon knew that the next long-term answer was probably five years old. It was ok if he was going to be a well-preserved 40, but there was no way to pull off being 60 or 70 years old and looking like you were 20 or 25. Dillon wasn't going to live forever, but he had no idea how the fuck he would get around living a long goddamned time. Too long to be Dillon the whole time. Somebody would notice. Kinsella was a distraction, but the freighter cruise scheme was fucking genius. Abner Kinsella on the high seas, far away from just about everyone and everything. Brilliant. He wished he could leave today. He wished he wasn't wasting time. Get out, get another decade with that Boulder bullshit for Dillon, leave, and then put Dillon to bed for a while and take off as Abner Kinsella. Then Dillon could come back and open a practice somewhere new with people who hadn't known him since Illinois or the LAPD and wouldn't ask too too many questions. How long would that last? A bit of gray in the hair, glasses he didn't need, work for a time in that new place and then "retire" somewhere. What would be best for that? A condo in the city in Perth or Dublin? He didn't want to stand out as the American and possibly be identified more or less by accident. A house in some middle-class neighborhood like somewhere in Longmeadow, Mass or some such place? A small house and a big enough yard that the neighbors weren't on top of you all the time. He could chill out there for a while, anonymously, before he had to completely abandon Dillon, the people assuming his family from somewhere put him in a home or he died or dried up and blew away. That would be that, and it would be someone else who carried on. Shane Fitzpatrick. Seamus Murphy. Paddy McGoatfucker. Didn't fucking matter. Wouldn't fucking matter. Everybody would dead finally. Not just some of them. They'd all be dead. Except him. Even Dillon. Sort of. How long would he have to fucking deal with it? Dillon wasn't sure it would help to know exactly how long. Really, he knew it would be so much worse to know. What was he going to do, ask? That would be a nightmare. He sincerely wished he could fool himself into believing he had a duty or an obligation or something. He wished he didn't know for sure that nothing he did was going to matter at all. There was nothing to know that was going to matter. No one was going to make any difference at all. There was nothing he could do to change anything. He could live for a billion years and he wouldn't be able to redeem any of it. He had done what he needed to for himself selfishly, for them after a fashion, and that was as much he could do. All of it. His life was not a reward, it was a side-effect. His years were no reason. They simply were. No matter what he did or didn't do, nothing would change for anyone, nothing would matter. But he could fuck around as Abner Kinsella for a while and not have to do anything or see anyone pretty much. Drink whiskey. Read books. Be lost on the water. That was gonna be great. The best thing.

Mick emerged from the crossing under black night and stars and immediately turned away from the light and the noise. He was looking for a point, a bluff he'd never really noticed even in daylight. It wasn't too far, he knew. Close, but apart, Hannah had told him. What the fuck did that mean? Close, but apart. Jesus. He'd left her napping in his midday and come here to another night. This whole unsynchronized day thing was a fucking nightmare. Real ghetto shit. A million years of post-technological evolution and they couldn't make the days and nights line up right. Fuckers. Crossing wasn't good, either. Bridge. Bridge would be better. Nobody cared. The sky was so clear, though. Look at those stars. There was so much beauty. It was all quiet and dead, but it was beautiful.

They love to pick on the poors and the blacks and the mothers and the children, but really, if laziness and addiction and apathy caused poverty, well, those families wouldn't be able to rub two nickels together. O'Reilly and the rest of the fucking buffoons are disgracefully ignorant, but far too many of our brothers and sisters are too dumb to disbelieve them.

"Hungry Like The Wolf" is often any given person's favorite Duran Duran song, if they have one. (Why would you have one, anyway?) Never had much use for this song; "Rio", maybe. Maybe. ("Girls On Film" maybe as well.)

Tuesday, May 12, 2015

Fuck. The world is not solely a place where stupid assholes and miserable cocksuckers suffer because they're so fucking dumb and getting exactly what they deserve. No not just that. Sometimes people just get fucked for no reason, and a planet of billions with unimaginable wealth and power cannot do shit to fucking fix it. The only help is a frantic scramble after the fact and even that is never really enough. Nepal is fucked. We are not gonna be able to do anything to mitigate the situation and should probably just ignore it because Obama is still black and some queers are always making trouble and there are still sluts and shit.

The story the President and the CIA and the military told about bin Laden was utter and complete bullshit. Lies. The raid. The investigation. The firefight. Burial at sea. Bull. Shit. It was laughable on its face, a fiction served up to further the political goals of Obama and fluff up the reputation of a military that couldn't get the job done in Afghanistan. And Iraq. That mental defective who wrote a book about how he killed bin Laden in a gunfight like some risible B-movie Reaganite cocaine cowboy was probably lying from the start but may have been so addle-headed and moronic that he really believed it after a few hours. The entire official story was a mountain of horseshit going up half-way to the moon. Hersh, and Hillhouse in 2011, may have the truth or not, but seeing as they may be right and the government is surely lying, there's a way better chance that Hillhouse and Hersh are closer to the truth than Obama or anyone else speaking for the official US of A.

Mmmm...beer! But fuckin' ay, she's right! That kid was fighting against invaders--kid!--and the big bad pussies from the USA had to torture him and drop him in a hole because they were so fucking scared of a little kid. Well, now he's out, and he's closer to being a hero than any psycho snipers or random invaders, even the ones with the stars and stripes on their outfits.

Everybody was so worried and blah blah blah, but the dude is doing fine as the psycho soldier boy clones. If he gets lucky and the show has not only next year's season four, but also a five, and the show decides to give him some room to run, it looks like he's more than up to it.

WHO TOLD? FUCKERS! This thing was all set. We were gonna get them teabagger fucks all rounded up and reeducated and shit, but one of you traitorous drunken fuckin' assholes opened your yap, and now they know! Jesus! That cat was napping in that fucking bag till one of you dumb bastards woke it up. Now it's out and pissing all over the place. You all suck. I guess the only thing left is to just get the army to fucking shoot 'em all instead. No biggy.

Today is the real VE day. The Russians won WWII for the rest of us. It was the Soviets who destroyed the Nazi menace. Bad on us Americans for wasting the 70 years since on such needless suffering and death and madness. But we should never forget what those brave Soviet citizens did; without them, Europe would be speaking German. And the USA would have been just fine, but, fuck those Nazi bastards.

Thursday, May 7, 2015

We need A-Rod to be the MVP. We need the Yankees to win the Series this year, led by A-Rod the MVP to finally give America exactly what we deserve. After that, we can just finish the job and fucking light ourselves on fire.

Grodin threatens to implode the known universe with his performance on Louie. It's interesting and funny, but I can't help but think he's fucking with everybody a little too much, and he might deadpan the universe right out of existence. The girls who play the daughters seem to be trying to be professionals at least.

Cops are dangerous and deadly, and they don't work for you. So don't call them. If you are that asshole always calling the cops on your neighbors or your exes or you kids or on blacks or anyone else, please stop. You're going to get someone killed or injured. Grow the fuck up. Unless you are the true ruling class in America, the cops are almost never worth the risk. A cop in your house or your car or on your street is dangerous. Use with caution and only when it is the last fucking resort.

Hugely influential cycling icon/crackpot, apparently Brandt was still riding near his home four years ago at 76 frakking years old. That's fucking baller, atmo. Brandt walked the talk and lived his passion and became a brand name, so good on him for a life well-ridden.

Tuesday, May 5, 2015

I'm a sucker for the sophomoric nonsense followed by the idiot-DKs freakout. What's also pretty funny is that Crystal Shit Ship was a real Doors cover band that sounded nothing like the Doors. For realz, the Dead Milkmen covering Doors songs straight would sound more like the Doors than Crystal Ship ever did, as in not much, really.

The clown car crackup never ends in the Republican party. The Worst CEO in American History is fucking dumb enough to think that she'll win, or she's scummy enough to be working a scam on the inbredbuttfucks in the GOP rank and file. Either way, fuck her, she's human garbage. She sucks so bad at everything but comical failure, she's probably the female version of Mitt Romney.

Since the US is not at all shy about using all our robots to kill and kill again all over the place, why can't we actually do some good for once and take out some real dangers to America? Geller is vile, violent racist and bigot, and now that she is complicit in terrorist activities, isn't that enough for the US intervention? Texas is clearly a terrorist haven, as now proven this past weekend, and we know what happens to terrorist havens like Iraq, Afghanistan, Yemen. Surely Texas is on the list, right? Well, it will be sad, but for once, will literally make America a better place. Sacrifices must be made.

Dead is dead, and the fucking dirtball psychos who go around shooting people are no different whether they are street thugs with badges or any other flavor of miserable bastard. The point of outrage over unnecessary death seems way less sincere when it only comes from the fuckers on the police or the tee vee or the teabagger rally after a cop is killed. Let's see the same sort of rending over all the shootings, assholes. Anyone oh so broken up about a cop being shot who is not immediately calling for gun control and the end of our insane violent society is full of shit and should clearly go fuck themselves.

Sunday, May 3, 2015

Yeah, it was fun movie, and still benefits from the not-nearly-as-big-of-a-fucking-mess-as-you-would-think reality of the first one. The thing is, the flick is kind of a mess and unnecessarily muddled, and overall it falls way short of the Spider-Man 2 standard of a reasonably tight, (reasonably) coherent superhero movie. Ultron fails to properly place a bunch of the story so it gets annoying in spots; surely Thor had almost no place in this thing, since his sorta important role was robbed of all context by the editing-for-running-time approach. In the end, this thing was not bad and will in no way impede Marvel from continuing their plan for taking all the money for the next decade plus. When the potential is so much greater than the reality, though, the whole thing feels a little cheap and wastedwithout the surprise and fun of the first flick. Plus, the plot, such as it was, was a real retread of the first one, anonymous army of disposable targets, forced conflict within the team, and the story took the MCU all the way into the realm of hopelessly goofy and stranded it there with no hope of rescue--especially considering what the original Iron Man, Hulk, and Captain America stories attempted to convey; Scarlet Witch, the upcoming Ant Man, Dr. Strange, and Captain Marvel movies might unravel into tedium when taken as a whole or into the whole. That may come back to bite if it becomes tiresome, but given how this film will perform, nobody with a stake is worried yet.

Big Poopy has to be the worst hitter in the history of baseball, but I guess he's so fucking stupid and ugly that pitchers sometimes forget what the fuck they're doing and serve up something even that idiot can handle. Jesus.

Those three fucking idiots couldn't broadcast Dick Cheney's torture and execution and make that wonderful shit watchable. Why must we be saddled with such garbage? Kruk solo with all the Jack Daniels he could drink would make way more sense entertainment-wise.

Or what? It looks like the survivors of the Australian apocalypse have lots of time and energy for big showy driving stunts and intricate costumes and shit instead of dying of disease and starvation like usual. That's weird.

Saturday, May 2, 2015

All the Yankees wanted was for Rodriguez to be ineffective and invisible. Easy peasy. Unfortunately for them, A-Rod didn't follow the script, and now the Yankees organization looks like a fucking kindle of ass clowns. This is beyond comical. A-Rod is a nasty creep, and nobody likes him, so how do you turn that giant turd into an all-American hero (such as they are in 2015)? Fucking morons.

At least he got his $6 million dollar homer as a pinch hitter to beat the fucking Red Sox at Fenway and feed a huge shit sandwich to the Boston crowd. That's frakking genius and probably worth the money right there.

You choose. The shitstains role out the pathetic teabagging racists like Dershowitz while the proles say that gosh maybe the cops who kill blacks and others should be charged like the law says. Brilliant.

Ronald D. Moore is a fucking dipshit, so doomed, but it was too bad that they never figured out how to channel the bugfuck insanity into the stratosphere. Nobody likes Billy Campbell, but I thought he did a great job capturing the spirit of grizzled futility and threadbare paranoid mania of Alan Farragut, even if the rest of the cast didn't always get the joke he was telling. Oh, well, SyFy is a cesspool, so nothing hopeless or stupid is ever a shock on that ocean-going shit show.

Sanders is a smart politician and savvy campaigner. If the establishment media, rock-ribbed conservatives that they are, if those folks decided to give as much credibility to Sanders' campaign as they have to that of Marco Rubio and Ted Cruz and Rand Paul and Hillary Clinton, well, Sanders might very well be the next US President. He'd have a shot, at least, since his very normal, popular, centrist positions match up almost perfectly with the American electorate. Instead, we'll get a shit ton of snark and outright lies from the media until Sanders and his campaign are overrun by a bullshit avalanche. That's the nature of our politics, so it won't be a surprise, but it will be a loss for Americans and our society regardless. For now, Sanders is the boring, sensible, appealing centrist, and not Elizabeth Warren, who will purportedly nudge the very conservative Hillary Clinton leftward toward the center-right. I guess that's something, but a functional society would demand that a mainstream, middle-of-the-roader like Sanders be in it to win. Sanders himself is in it to win, but the entire political establishment will ensure that's he's nothing more than a sideshow because he's not sufficiently conservative. Keep in mind that the people are center-left or left on every issue, but it is the establishment which is so far to the right.

Get the guns away from the real thugs, the cops, then properly enforce the Second Amendment so every dirtbag, shitbrain, and violent racist teabagger isn't armed and dangerous and insane. That would be a good start to making America a society we might just be proud of.

Fuck yeah. For once the cops get what they deserve. Charges. An actual criminal investigation. Holy shit, that never happens. No wonder those pussies are crying such pussy tears. Like all thin-skinned bullies, the police can dish it out but can't take it. What those assholes usually don't understand is that this is how our system is supposed to work. Adversarial trials with findings of guilty or not guilty. And if those fuckers are guilty, give 'em the chair! Or something.

No special prosecutor for these whiny babies. Let them face the people's justice like the rest of the population.

She had that plasticy, high-mileage, hard-looking perma bitch face rocking out when the bridge thing broke wide in the media, and that was not a good look for her. Scary. Snarly, nut-shredding scary. Now she must be reaping the benefits of a bit of work, various lesser outpatient magics, and some media training to not look like she's ready to rip somebody's nuts off at all times. But let's not forget, she worked for Christie and spent many long years with his dick her mouth and her tongue on his scurvy ball sack with a smile on her face, so fuck her. She's as big a piece of shit as Christie. Well not as big, exactly, but just as revolting.

Nicely done. Hayes was really loving doing the dinner theater Colbert thing, and he did it well. Unfortunately for karma and for our society, the clueless fuckknobs like O'Reilly would never ever have the brains to figure out just how ridiculous they are and do something to change for the better. No way. O'Reilly is not just racist and evil, he's really, really fucking dumb.

They were on crack last night with the bullshit about self-inflicted, and tonight they are doing everything they can to muddy the waters, giving their syphilitic and senile audience of racist bastards an excuse to bolster their poxy worldviews.

Ugh.Starship Troopers was not a great movie--coulda been great, shoulda been great, the best movie of all time--but trying to do it on the cheap is just about the worst idea ever. The fun part of the flick, the satire, the belittling of petty fascist douchebags, the cartoon Nazism, probably would not translate well, so what's left? Cheap, cheesy, flat cartoon space bugs? Fantastic.